What a glorious surprise awaited as I headed back through town last evening.
I’d been down along the shore for my usual walk, enjoying the eiders and gulls diving into the waves for their dinner.
Coming back by the harbor, I turned the corner by the Congo church and there he was!
A gorgeous Red-tailed, perched high up on the church steeple.
One of a pair of individuals I’ve been sharing for some time now.
Yet it was the glow of the setting sun on its feathers this time around that literally took my breath away.
Standing down below him, I gazed up and marveled at those beautiful belt feathers and red tail glowing in the sun, as the bird clung tightly to the wind vane spoke with those raptor talons around it.
After a while, when the church chimes began to toll the top of the hour, I could see the hawk starting to shift, as if getting ready to take flight.
I waited, and I waited, and then waited some more to see if he would finally lift off…
And then just as I was rubbing the back of my neck, sore from looking straight up for so long, he spread those mighty wings — and was gone in a blur!
But I didn’t mind.
This glorious raptor had given me the sunset thrill of a lifetime, and all I could do all the way back to the car was smile.